As you can see JD has wrested his place back on the sofa but does he look happy? No. He looks like he lost a pound and found a shilling. Why I hear you cry? Is it because he has lost a pound and found a shilling? Is it because he’d not been given his tea? Could he be pondering life and the mystery of the universe?

None of the above – can you see the empty space beside him? Yep, that’s it – JD is in situ but Dad is elsewhere. Calamity, woe and buckets of blood.

I’m pulling in my important things at the moment on my blog – this is JD, Lola was a couple of days ago and DM? Well, he’s been almost ubiquitous on here of late. Tomorrow I leave home at 8am and don’t return for almost a week. I am petrified and already missing my babies. I’m sure that once I get to my destination, I’ll have a great time but for now I quake with fear.